Mark Strikes Again

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Stop!

Paul! Help!

Paul!

That music is beautiful.

- He seems crazy to me.

Where did you learn to play like that?

Have you got a smoke?

- You never have any!

Thanks.

Hello? - Will you call Mark to the

phone, please. - Yes, just a moment.

Mark, you're wanted on the phone.

- Coming.

- Ciao, Mark.

- Ciao.

- Ciao, Mark.

- Ciao.

Hello?

- It's Mantelli, get back here right away.

I leave you alone for 2 seconds and you get in trouble.

- What if someone sees me?

That's your problem!

- But...

F*** you!

What you staring at?

- That's a stupid question.

I've got nothing to stare at with

your gut blocking the view like that.

Your coming with me!

- Get your hands off me!

Arrest him! - Your coming with me

- No! I haven't done anything!

It's his fault! I was only teasing!

Let me go! I don't want to go to

the station, I haven't done anything!

Leave me alone!

Hey let him go!

Where will it end?

He was provoked. - That doesn't matter,

they did well to arrest that kind.

Did you think it did any good arresting

those four poor fellas?

We're wasting our time with them,

we'll never find the big cheeses...

...the ones who organise the entire drug scene.

I don't give a damn about the big cheeses.

You're not after the organisers.

It's not what you're paid for!

There's an anti drug squad to do that.

Your job is to clear up all the layabouts

and the trouble makers in the district.

I don't know why you don't put

on a suit and tie and play lawyer.

It's not what I'm cut out for.

It's no use.

Do me a favour, will ya? Don't call

me in unless it's absolutely necessary.

If they find out who I am I'll be in hot water.

I'm trusted and they don't like traitors.

Besides, there's no point risking my neck

all the time for things so unimportant.

Sure, you have reason to be.

Of course a man with an university degree

naturally feels superior to guys like us.

Why not?

Ciao.

- Ciao. Got a smoke?

I saw those cops beat the hell out of you.

- There's something about me that drives them crazy.

My name is Olga.

- Mark.

You feel like taking a stroll around?

I would prefer to go to my place first.

That's if you want to.

- Sure!

Okayl! Then lets go.

Just a minute. Gio! Your turn to work!

I've got better things to do.

We've arrived.

At last!

You told me it wasn't far.

Enter.

You know I haven't got a lira.

Right?

Beautiful, you've made a mistake.

- No.

No you made the mistake. You Italians

always have the same thing on your mind.

Those cops let you out pretty quick, didn't they?

With Italian law today, it's

easy to get out of jail.

You've chose a real humdinger!

Offer him a drink.

According to me, he's okay.

I didn't have much choice.

Choice? What are you on about?

Help yourself.

I have work for a good boy like you. But

do what you're told and don't ask questions.

A simple job but well paid.

That's your job.

- Yes, but we need to talk about cash.

- What do I do?

Nothing.

Comfort him a little, stay with him.

He's wounded very badly.

If you think you can do it?

And if I don't think I can? - Amen!

- You'll be out of work.

I know a capable Doctor who could help him.

Come with me.

Bloody hell! So much blood!

Did they shoot him with a cannon?

- He's got two bullets in his chest.

What do you intend to do?

I'll try that Doctor I told you about.

But I don't think he can do much for him.

That's the place.

I see, in that apartment there's three terrorists, right?

No, but you...

- These thing are not in our line of work.

We're not anti-terrorists it's Interpol's

job to deal with terrorists not ours.

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